Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Chapter 127 Becoming a Demon

The people present also tried to smooth things over. Someone suggested, "If we are going to have a good meal and still drink and chat happily, why don't we change the battlefield?"

Everyone hopes that this kind of situation will end soon.

Everyone quickly stood up, and some people took the nearest bathroom in the private room. Zhuge Qinuo's request to go to the bathroom was also an excuse, and he just wanted to get some fresh air, so he went out and went outside the private room.

When she came back, the people who had just been at the table had disappeared like magic. If a waiter had not come out of another room in the room with a familiar voice, she would never have discovered that this was actually a suite, and behind the invisible door, there was a private room for singing.

It turned out that the so-called change of venue was just to move from this large private room for dining to another room for singing.

Pushing the door open, the decoration style is completely different from the dining room. It looks more like a magnificent and luxurious club. The group of people here seem to be more relaxed, lying lazily on the sofa, leaning here and there.

What caught her eyes the most was the scene where the heroine and Mi Bei were chatting with each other. She smiled so happily and beautifully. Zhuge Qinuo, who was also a woman, felt a little envious when she saw it. It was good to be young and beautiful.

Mi Bei saw Zhuge Qinuo coming in, and immediately stood up to greet her and asked her to sit next to him. He sat at the edge of the sofa, and to the right was the seat of the heroine, and to the left were all men. It seemed that, except for his seat, the only empty seat next to the heroine, she really had no more suitable place to go.

"Do you want to sing?" Mi Bei took on the task of greeting everyone.

"Don't worry about me, just have fun by yourselves." Zhuge Qinuo answered with gestures.

Mi Bei nodded: "Brother Deng specifically asked me to take good care of you."

After saying that, he handed her a glass of juice.

"Stop drinking." He looked at her, finally able to express his concern at close range.

"Thank you. That's thoughtful." Zhuge Qinuo nodded politely and straightened his body.

Then stop looking at him.

The noise of music and the bustle of fun.

Looking at everyone who was having fun, Zhuge Qinuo seemed to have become the most sober one among them.

Without Deng Qing, she no longer received more attention and instead felt more at ease.

This kind of freedom did not last two seconds.

"How do you drink juice?" The hostess said, picking up a cup, "Let's join everyone, drink some wine? Play dice?"

As she spoke, she rested her elbows on top of Mibei's knees, so naturally.

"I don't... I don't really know how." She had thought that the heroine would bite her to death today, and it would be futile to refuse, so she finally declined tactfully.

As she expected, the little refusal was completely ignored by the heroine, and Zhuge Qinuo was dragged into the "war zone" by her.

To her surprise, the female protagonist no longer targeted her, but often leaned on her, smiled, and pulled her to play with everyone. This closeness made her feel less embarrassed in this group and felt that she was being taken care of.

This contrast made Zhuge Qinuo doubt himself: "Is she really just kind-hearted? Is she just like this? Or is this the way little girls nowadays behave? Was I overthinking the targeting before? Or is it because there is really no other woman present now, so she is particularly close to me?"

The focus of the second half was on the heroine, and Zhuge Qinuo was happy to be a spectator and collaborator in the crowd. But throughout the whole process, the heroine took better care of Zhuge Qinuo, and they were completely different from when they were eating at the table.

Who said something to her or did something to her? Or was it because she had a change of heart? Zhuge Qinuo was puzzled.

Perhaps she should have reciprocated this kindness, but there was something that prevented her from being friendly to the heroine.

This heroine always rubs against Mi Bei, which makes Zhuge Qinuo very uncomfortable. And this Mi Bei, on the other hand, seems to be paying attention and avoiding, but he can't escape every time, and when he can't escape, he doesn't think about changing his position, and lets her become more and more presumptuous around him.

"Maybe I never understood him." Zhuge Qinuo gave the first definition. She thought Mi Bei was just closer to her, and in her impression, he was supposed to be "cold" and "not interested in women" to others.

But think about it, how much can she really understand her? Thinking about the age difference between the two, I feel that Mi Bei's closeness to her is harmless, just respect for his sister. It is the age difference that gives them a protective color that is different from ordinary people's closeness. He can feel at ease to be close to her, just like being close to any of the aunts and uncles in the family, there is no difference. Their closeness is really different from the bumping and leaning of handsome men and beautiful women today.

So he quickly came up with a second definition: "Maybe I don't understand the world of young people."

If you don't want to watch, you don't have to watch. Zhuge Qinuo wanted to get away early based on the principle of out of sight, out of mind, so she thought of a way. She pretended to go out to answer the phone several times, and no one noticed at first, until Mi Bei followed her out.

When he arrived at the room where they had just eaten, he saw her sitting at the table and wiping her neck with her fingers.

"Are you really allergic? Are you itchy and uncomfortable?" Mi Bei pulled out a chair and sat face to face with her. "Didn't I tell you not to drink it? Why are you trying to show off?"

"I'm showing off? Who told me to stop drinking?" Zhuge Qinuo was already furious, and this sentence left Mi Bei speechless.

"See if it's still red?" She asked casually, pointing at her neck.

Mi Bei came closer. Really close, so close that she could feel his drunken breath on her face.

She jumped up from her seat: "You drank too much. Are you nearsighted? Do you have to look so closely?"

An obvious defensive posture.

"Didn't you ask me to look at it?" Mi Bei felt wronged, but still answered, "It's not very popular anymore."

"Not very red? That won't do!" She went into the bathroom, took out lipstick, and rubbed it on her neck and exposed parts of her body.

Mi Bei had already caught up and was leaning lazily against the door: "So that's how it is."

The voice startled Zhuge Qinuo, but she refused to admit defeat: "Don't you know how to put on a good show? I had no choice but to be forced by your movie star Brother Deng."

Mi Bei lowered his head and laughed secretly, then watched her "make trouble" quietly with a smile.

While quickly wiping off the lipstick everywhere, Zhuge Qinuo secretly glanced at Mi Bei. Seeing his bare-faced smile mixed with the alcohol in the mirror, he felt a little intoxicated.

It was a bit shameless, but everyone loves beauty. When I couldn't see her normally, I would look at her pictures. Now that she was in front of me, it wasn't too much to look at her a few more times. She comforted herself this way.

"I want to leave early. I don't want to disturb you young people flirting." After seeing enough, she spoke. She knew that her words were inappropriate, but she couldn't help but say it.

"Who is flirting?" Mi Bei stood up straight instantly and frowned.

"Oh, right..." She was about to say something when she heard the music suddenly get louder. "Someone..." She pushed Mibei out of the door and quickly and lightly closed and locked it.

Mi Bei staggered and lost his balance when a voice came from behind him.

"Mibei?" The heroine came out and saw Mibei unable to stand steadily, "You drank too much?" She thought he was also dizzy from drinking.

"I feel so uncomfortable." She said and leaned forward.

Mi Bei caught the heroine in his hands, but leaned back: "Be careful, do you want to sit down for a while?"

Although he couldn't see the scene, the voices and movements of the two people were enough for Zhuge Qinuo to imagine the scene in his mind.